It was a normal day, one like any other. Beacon Hills shopping complex wasn't overly crowded thanks to the fact that it was a weekday and Lydia Martin was taking full advantage of that fact. Piling a multitude of shopping bags into her car, the girl choose to ignore the very obvious truth, that they could all barely fit. Originally when she'd came here it was only for a new pair of shoes, that was until she found the matching hand bag which meant of course she had to buy the matching dress. All girls excessively shopped when they were stressed, Lydia was no exception. After all she was pretty sure she'd gotten a B plus on her history pop quiz today which gave her reason enough to stress in the first place.
Completely unaware of the change in atmosphere around her, the strawberry blonde kept her focus on the task at hand. Maybe she could toss some in the trunk, that oughta do it.
It wasn't until strong arms were wrapped around her torso, one over her mouth dragging her back until everything went fuzzy and black.
"Is that supposed to be her?" The warrior was incredulously peering down at the unconscious woman, his gauntlet boot nudging her. Seems like their gilmen hadn't been the most gentle. The strawberry blonde was soaked to the skin seeing as to make it to their world, they'd dragged her through the lake.
"And what in the name of Oberon is she wearing?"
One of the aquatic men shrugged his blue scaled shoulders. Sighing the wolf crossed his arms over his gold plated chest, jerking his head in the direction of the long corridors towards the royal chambers. "Get the half long off of the floor then. Let's go."
"Sir." All six of the gilmen hoisted her up on their shoulders and followed after Isaac.
The bumpy feel of a rocky road had emerald green eyes slowly opening. Her mind foggy from the unconsciousness she tried her best to concentrate on the sound of voices. What were they talking about? Half long? Were-were those scales? But just as soon as her eyes were opening they shut back as she fell back into a dreamless state.
The next time those same eyes opened she was laying on a cold floor. The weight of her clothes pushing down on her as she rolled over onto her back. Jeez her head hurt.
It seemed the Gilmen had a nasty habit of just dropping her, there was another long sigh coming him again as the aqua Fae missed the bed, and she was let go directly onto the marble of the bedroom. When they departed, Isaac took a moment to check her vitals.
And that was when she stirred."Hey, the halflings awake." He says amused, brows raised. "Welcome to the summer court."
Her eyes fluttered open, hands moving to run over the damp clothes as she sat up slowly.
She was in a room, one she didn't recognize. White marble floors, with pale furniture to match surrounded her. And when her eyes landed on the male leaning over her, she couldn't help but giggle at the fact that he seemed to blend in so well with the rest of the surroundings.
She must be dreaming.
A brow titled upwards, and he wondered if she was under the influence. Snapping his fingers in front of her for a second he snorted.
"You must've hit your head pretty hard. Looks like they dropped you one too many times."
"Excuse you." She muttered, wrinkling her nose up when she caught a glance of herself in the mirror. Well since this was a dream, they must have clothes. "I need something to change into."
Halflings were just as demanding as humans. If she was supposed to be princess, at least she had the attitude. "All right, sending your hand maids then. Dinner will be soon." He informs standing. "If you need anything else, ask the help. I'm a warrior, not a butler."
Eyebrows furrowed together as she crossed her arms over her chest. "You know for this being my dream, you'd think you'd be a little more charming, dick." She calls out after just as four girls around her own age came hurrying in.
"Dick-?" What did that have to do with anything? "Did you also want a male consort? I can send for one..."
This time a sly grin tugged at the corners of her lips. Now this was more like her kind of a dream. "Well if your offering." She teases, but not soon after the door was shut and the hand maids were tugging at her clothes.
((Authors Note: Hey guys so if your reading this that must mean you've made it through the first chapter, so thanks! I know it's kind of rough and a bit confusing but I swear as time goes on your be able to under stand better the whole plot line and story.
Basically if you'd let to know better now Lydia Martin lives in Beacon Hills as a human banshee or whatever you wanna call it. Allison and Stiles are both with her in the "human" world. Isaac, Derek, Scott, Erica, and Boyd are all part of "Never Never/Summercourt". Though they may not come into later, but they are a huge part. In Beacon Hills werewolves do exist, and the group knows about them it's just the Alpha twins and a few other characters we made will become less confusing later on, I promise.
And by we I mean my friend Nia and I, we're the ones writing this and actually we've written like over fifty pages for it already, but they aren't edited yet and ect. So like I said I know it's choppy and awkward now but it will all make sense shortly, pinky promise. Just give it a little.
The next chapter will explain everything more and your get to meet some new characters. Btw these "new" characters were include characters such as Oberon, Puck, and characters from other mythical stories like the Chesire Cat and all this crazy stuff. I swear it will get much better.
The next chapter will be posted when we get /one/ review. It just helps to know that you guys are actually reading it and stuff. So yeah after one review the next will be posted. Be honest!
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